Yan Jiu: Hehe, what a coincidence, I have everything you hate, and it's just a Buddha cultivator. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Jiu looked at the sky speechlessly: In fact, becoming a Buddhist cultivator is really just an accident......

But seeing the sudden change in the surrounding scene, he returned to the main hall of Jiuhua Pavilion, and the demon lord stepped on the scarlet carpet laid all over the ground, stepping on the throne composed of white bones in front of him step by step.

But somehow, the Demon Lord stood in front of the throne and stopped, his black-gloved palm caressing the fur on Yan Jiu's back, but it caused Yan Jiu to get goosebumps.

"Big Ash, this is my throne, doesn't it look beautiful."

Yan Jiu took a look at the throne full of postmodernist style, and looked at the white bones with a very punk color, this Demon Lord's appreciation level is too "non-mainstream", and we mortals can't appreciate it.

And the Demon Lord obviously didn't notice the fluctuations in the heart of the spirit pet in his arms, "You see that every white bone on this throne is taken from my enemy, everyone wants to put me to death, but they die at my hands one by one. ”

The Demon Lord said and sneered twice, "Big Ash, don't you think it's funny too?" If one day you betray me, I will grind your skull into a cup to drink day and night. ”

Yan Jiu: Suddenly I felt the urge to scratch his paws!

But he saw the Demon Lord throw Yan Jiu aside, "I am the only one who can sit on this throne, even if it is you who are big gray, I can't do it." ”

Yan Jiu snorted coldly in his heart, who is willing to sit on top of a pile of white bones, and he is not afraid of panic!

Yan Jiu picked up the little eight on the ground and walked out along the open hall door.

Yan Jiu had just walked out, but he saw a person walking in front of him, it was a very young monk, his face was clear and peaceful, and he felt quiet at a glance.

Although he was wearing a white monk's robe, under the corners of the drooping robe, there were bare jade-white feet, slightly curled bones and rounded nails, and the white color was in sharp contrast with the black basalt under his feet.

Seeing Yan Jiu come out, the white-clothed monk who was originally blinding and reciting the scriptures opened his eyes and raised his head slightly in the direction of Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu: What should I do if I see a colleague? Do you want to put your hands together and return to the last sentence "Amitabha"?

Yan Jiu's side was thinking wildly, but the Buddha cultivator stepped forward slowly, and a pure fragrance came to his face.

The kind of rice fragrance that was like high-grade spiritual rice being put in a clay pot and simmering for a few hours made Yan Jiu want to move his index finger.

The guy in front of him is even more tempting than the string of Buddha bone relics given to Qing Yan, and the taste is comparable to those "things" that were inadvertently devoured when he advanced.

But I saw that Buddha Xiu leaned over and half-squatted down in front of Yan Jiu, but it was an ant that twisted up the soles of Yan Jiu's feet and inadvertently stepped on.

Ha, this Buddha cultivator's eyes are so good, I didn't even see it.

Seeing that this Buddha monk released the twisted ants into a lily of the valley, Yan Jiu couldn't help but think of "sweeping the floor is afraid of hurting the lives of ants, cherish the moth yarn cover lamp", this sentence, the person in front of him is simply a copy of Tang Seng.

I don't know if it's Yan Jiu's illusion, since this "Tang monk" released the ants, the smell of this monk has become more fragrant.

Yan Jiu "swallowed" the little eight in his mouth, and licked the corner of his mouth towards the monk demonstratively, and then left with a swagger.

It doesn't matter if he is a "Tang monk" or not, if he stays any longer, who knows what he can't help but want to do, if he is not careful, it will not be good to eat this monk.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiu secretly muttered "Amitabha Buddha", he is a Buddha cultivator, how can he still "eat" and "eat" at every turn, it is simply a sin, a sin.

Seeing that Yan Jiu swallowed Xiao Ba in one bite, the Buddha Xiu put his hands together again, and a scripture came out with a clear and peaceful atmosphere:

"There is no ignorance, there is no end to ignorance, there is no old age and no old death. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, and there is no wisdom and no gain. With no gain, Bodhisattva, according to Prajnaparamita, has no hindrances, no hindrances, no terrors, is far away from upside-down dreams, and is nirvana......"

If Yan Jiu was here, he would definitely be surprised, this monk was reading nothing else, it was what Qing Yan said, and he was afraid to avoid the "Bodhicitta Sutra" by Buddhist cultivators.

Yan Jiu quietly turned around and jumped onto the roof above the main hall of Jiuhua Pavilion.

Before Yan Jiu could take a comfortable position to eavesdrop, he heard the Demon Lord's displeased voice faintly.

"Who is my Tao, it turns out to be the ninth Buddha son of Wuliang Mountain-Liyuan."

In the empty hall, the voice of the demon lord remembered faintly.

"You didn't come to my demon capital to see my uncle, did you? Good nephew, after many years of separation, I don't know if the group of demon monks in your Wuliang Mountain have passed away. ”

The Demon Lord said, the mockery growing, "Or are they all like your damned father, becoming a Buddha and becoming a saint before he dies?" ”

"Hehe" the Demon Lord laughed lowly, but the hoarse voice was inexplicably cruel, "Don't say it, after he was burned to ashes by me, the relics turned into were unexpectedly mellow......"

"Amitabha," he whispered a Buddha name, but then he twisted the rosary between his fingers and recited the Bodhicitta Sutra.

It's good that I don't read it, but when I hear this "Bodhicitta Sutra", the demon lord is even more angry.

"Good! Good! Good! The Demon Lord applauded three times in a row, "I don't think you came to worship your mother, it's better for you to leave just like that, you precious Ninth Buddha of the province has been contaminated with the breath of my Demon Capital!" ”

"Someone, send off!"

The Demon Lord gave an order, but saw Feng Sanniang slowly walking out from the shadows, and she made a blessing to the fate, and then spoke.

"This distinguished guest, please leave."

He dodged away, but looked at the demon lord on the seat, "I came for the forgotten bones, and I ask the demon lord to return it." ”

"Bones?" The Demon Lord supported his forehead with one hand, but his eyes were playful, "That guy's bones have long been thrown into a ball by me to that secret realm, probably, it has been devoured by a wild dog." ”

Yan Jiu, who was eavesdropping on the roof: I always felt that the "wild dog" was referring to me.

Yan Jiu's ears moved smartly, and he didn't know what other exciting news was coming next.

After a moment, Li Yuan spoke again, "I don't know which secret realm it is, please tell the Demon Lord." ”

The Demon Lord smiled when he heard this, "This, I can tell you, but, what do you want to exchange for?" ”

Li Yuan looked at the rosary twisting between his fingers, and his voice was indifferent, "I don't know what the Demon Lord wants?" ”

"My sister was willing to tear out her "demon heart" in order to send you back to Wuliang Mountain, so it's better to ......"

The Demon Lord's voice was cold and his expression was indifferent, "Why don't you give me your compassionate "Buddha Heart"?" ”

That's not right, Yan Jiu, who was hiding on it and eavesdropping, said that it was not right, why didn't this version match what Qing Yan told him? Could there be something else going on?

Li Yuan then nodded, and the prayer beads twisted between his fingers did not stop, "It's okay." ”

Hearing this, the Demon Lord was even more angry, "Your mother dissected her heart to save your life, but you gave away this life for the so-called "Holy Buddha Bone". ”

The Demon Lord saw a smile on his face again, but there was a little more cruel coldness in this smile.

"You don't want to know the whereabouts of the bones, as long as you spend the night in the Dark Slayer, I'll tell you the ...... of the place" (to be continued.) )